Paul Wall, Mac Boney, Big Kuntry King - HustleMania lyrics
[Paul Wall, Mac Boney, Big Kuntry King - HustleMania lyrics]
It's hustle mania, man texas to ATL
Paul Wall, Grand Hustle baby
On the grind, stackin up our cheese
You know what I'm talkin bout?
Pimp Squad Clique, Paul Wall
I keep it pimpin, man i'm on my grind
You see me bouncing on 24s
I'm riding high off in the Chevy
I'm pullin off, and I'm lookin
Good, grip the intearior, pine wood
Step in the club, throwin up my hood
I hit the bar, now I'm sippin good
I got hoes boppin, 20 clockin
This hustle mania, ain't no stopping
Parking lot got people watching
Top drop, and the trunk popping
Candy paint drippin off my slab
Navagation system in the dash
Call me the pimp professor, take a seet
And I'll teach this class
Hit the block, riding glass
Chroam weals worth lots of cash
People wanna know what I'm worth
2 kommas, lil boy, don't ask
24s under my fender
Chop the block up like a blender
I'm on UPS, I stack a mill
Competition returned to center
It's Paul Wall, with that Pimp Squad Clique
I'm throwed like a helmet
Every pass from Michael Vick
I'm making haters sick, it's hustle mania
Man we Grand Hustle on our grind
Now here's that intertainment
I'm the second to atack
Straight up shit on the track
My block be all white
Cause, I'm straight out the trap
I'm a Brick City nigga
Yeah it's hustle mania
Drain your body like I
Was born in Transylvania
Vampire Cokehead empire pimpin intire
My name ain't Kanye West
Bitch but I'm straight up out the wire
I stole straight through the fire
I'm the nation's supplyer
I got legals, I got Cubins, cook it up
I'll provide ya
You say you hustle, you lyers
I done been in your set, reach out
And touch you with this thang
You demanding respect
He the first boy to flex
So you the first to get wet
If Paul Wall call me bout
Some drama, I'm there, atlanta Express
My car sit's high off the ground
When I open up the doors
All you see is white Ts and uptowns
Don't forget all the loads
And all my chests and crowns
I run with Jay Jigga, and the label that pays
Nigga be so high, like I'm in the last days
Go the max on my ways
Probably smell like Haze
You can tell that I be ballen
Pimpin this way
Hustle hustle mania, young nigga, what it be
Paul Wall, Grand Hustle baby
On the grind, stackin up our cheese
You know what I'm talkin bout?
Pimp Squad Clique, Paul Wall
I keep it pimpin, man i'm on my grind
You see me bouncing on 24s
I'm riding high off in the Chevy
I'm pullin off, and I'm lookin
Good, grip the intearior, pine wood
Step in the club, throwin up my hood
I hit the bar, now I'm sippin good
I got hoes boppin, 20 clockin
This hustle mania, ain't no stopping
Parking lot got people watching
Top drop, and the trunk popping
Candy paint drippin off my slab
Navagation system in the dash
Call me the pimp professor, take a seet
And I'll teach this class
Hit the block, riding glass
Chroam weals worth lots of cash
People wanna know what I'm worth
2 kommas, lil boy, don't ask
24s under my fender
Chop the block up like a blender
I'm on UPS, I stack a mill
Competition returned to center
It's Paul Wall, with that Pimp Squad Clique
I'm throwed like a helmet
Every pass from Michael Vick
I'm making haters sick, it's hustle mania
Man we Grand Hustle on our grind
Now here's that intertainment
I'm the second to atack
Straight up shit on the track
My block be all white
Cause, I'm straight out the trap
I'm a Brick City nigga
Yeah it's hustle mania
Drain your body like I
Was born in Transylvania
Vampire Cokehead empire pimpin intire
My name ain't Kanye West
Bitch but I'm straight up out the wire
I stole straight through the fire
I'm the nation's supplyer
I got legals, I got Cubins, cook it up
I'll provide ya
You say you hustle, you lyers
I done been in your set, reach out
And touch you with this thang
You demanding respect
He the first boy to flex
So you the first to get wet
If Paul Wall call me bout
Some drama, I'm there, atlanta Express
My car sit's high off the ground
When I open up the doors
All you see is white Ts and uptowns
Don't forget all the loads
And all my chests and crowns
I run with Jay Jigga, and the label that pays
Nigga be so high, like I'm in the last days
Go the max on my ways
Probably smell like Haze
You can tell that I be ballen
Pimpin this way
Hustle hustle mania, young nigga, what it be